Blackmailed Merger

by Kelly, Marie

  After moving around the boat Dante and Philippe had guided them once more to the deck asking them to make themselves comfortable, pointing out where the fully fitted bar was located, as both men had swung into action preparing for departure, Philippe moving to the bow as Dante had moved to the cabin starting the engine and manoeuvring the large boat easily out of the harbour.

  As the others had made themselves comfortable, Sam had moved to the cabin, Dante smiling on seeing her.

  “I wondered if you would like a drink?” she had asked softly, seeing as he had shaken his head gesturing for her to come closer.

  “Want to drive a boat?” he had asked smiling at her, seeing the excitement jump into her eyes as she had rushed forward, nodding.

  Sitting further back in the chair he had made room for her to move in front of him, Sam nervous as he had placed his arms around her holding her against him as he had directed her, feeling shy at the intimacy yet happy to be there. His soft voice in her ear had sent shivers through her, Dante happy to see the signs of arousal in the young woman in his arms, finding himself just as aroused, knowing that he wanted Samantha Trey, a very happy side effect of his plan he had mused softly to himself.

  Finally they had reached a natural bay and Dante had moored the boat to the buoy that bobbed just off shore.

  “Time to play” he had chuckled, allowing Sam to move seeing as she had grinned back at him.

  “Goody ....” she had laughed scrunching her nose up at him.

  The spot was beautiful, with the clear aqua waters allowing them to look right down to the sandy seabed below. The girls had laughed, pointing out the many brightly coloured fish below them, Philippe making them all laugh with his outlandish names for them as Bella had moved even closer to him, Sam seeing the way the two had looked at each other.

  “OK ladies” Dante’s voice had cried, everybody turning to face him.

  “There are two rooms for anybody interested in changing into bathing costumes” Bella and Sam instantly grabbing their bags to move downstairs. Kate however, had grinned telling them all that she had come prepared, sensually pulling her shirt and shorts off to reveal the smallest bikini the others had ever seen. All three men had stared at her, their mouths wide open, before Dante had turned his eyes full of laughter as he had spoken something to Philippe in Greek, the other man nodding grinning back, both of them moving to grab shorts, as they had called out to Thomas to join them. The younger man however, had smiled in thanks removing his t-shirt showing that his shorts were actually for swimming, his eyes as big as saucers never once leaving Kate.

  Together the four had moved down into the rooms below, the two girls moving into one room the men into the other. Inside Sam had chuckled at Bella.

  “I see the way you look at Philippe” she had grinned seeing as Bella had made a small pfft sound.

  “Kind of like the way you do to Dante” she had returned, both laughing as they had changed. Bella raising her eyebrows seeing Sam in a bikini, so used to seeing her friend in one piece costumes

  “I didn’t even know you had one of those” she had quipped, her eyes full of laughter as Sam had given a small shrug.

  “The other one was dirty” she had said with little conviction, as Bella had looked at her with disbelief.

  “Yeah right” she had chuckled, Sam throwing a towel at her grinning. Moving from the room the two girls had returned to the deck, both Philippe and Dante staring with admiration.

  “Bella Bella” Philippe had chuckled softly moving over to meet her as had Dante to Sam.

  Sam had swallowed the small moan seeing him wearing only his swimming shorts, seeing his bronzed body the hair splattered broad muscular chest, trying not to look at the v that led to the heat of him, her eyes falling to the ground at the sensations which had flooded her.

  “There is a cave on the other side of the bluff who is up for a swim” he had asked, his voice husky trying not to stare at Sam’s wonderful figure, her flat toned belly and perfect bottom, his eyes skimming briefly over her, feeling himself respond to her not wanting that to be evident to all present.

  Kate had looked on shaking her head as she had lay on the large oversized lounging cushion, almost the size of a king size bed, Thomas beside her.

  “Count me out, don’t like to get my hair wet” she had cried as the others had moved to the side of the boat, Dante diving smoothly into the water as had Philippe, who also had seemed the need to get into the water. Both Sam and Bella had laughed, before to the surprise of the men also diving cleanly into the water, both having been members of their school swimming club.

  Together they had swam out, Sam finding Dante keeping alongside her, his strokes smooth and leisurely knowing that he was holding back to be beside her, this thought making her smile gently. Reaching the cave she had been out of breath, not as strong a swimmer as the other three. The cave had opened up with part of it shelved leading up to an area that they could stretch out. As she had stopped, Philippe had offered to show Bella further into the cave as Dante had offered to stay with her. Smiling she had nodded as the other two had continued swimming, moving up to the shelf to join Dante who had smiled at her.

  “You swim well” he had said, as she had given a half laugh.

  “Not well enough” looking at him, seeing the way the water had moved in small droplets from his shoulders down his back, having to look away at the overwhelming urge to run her finger down that same back, quickly rising to her feet.

  “Perhaps we should catch up with the others” she had whispered moving too fast, crying out as she had tripped, feeling his hands catching her before she had fallen onto the rock, his arms pulling her hard in against him.

  Sam had felt the breath catching in her throat, as she had clung onto him, hearing as he had groaned looking down at her, their bodies touching sending electric signals through them both. As their eyes had locked she had seen the fire leap into his, seeing the effort it was taking for him to remain still. With a need she never knew she possessed she had raised her head, her arms moving around his neck her mouth finding his. She had felt as he had shuddered softly, his arms tightening around her as he had deepened the kiss moving her back down to lie on the cold hard rock Sam feeling as he had lain over her, his mouth moving to run down her jaw feeling his tongue lick her throat as she had gasped. Half opening her eyes she had watched as he had pulled back slightly his gaze taking in how she had quivered below him.

  With all the effort he could muster he had moved from her, his head falling against her a tortured groan leaving him.

  “You are driving me crazy Samantha Trey” he had murmured softly against her as she had lifted her hand to gently stroke his cheek.

  “I am truly not normally like this Dante” she had whispered her voice so soft.

  “But ...”.

  He had smiled back at her, nodding, before his expression had become more serious.

  “Can I ask you something personal Sam?” he had asked, seeing as she had nodded softly.

  “Have you ever slept with a man?”

  Sam had felt as her whole body had filled with heat, the blush spreading across her cheeks not expecting him to ask that.

  “I...I ...no” she had finally stuttered, her eyes moving from him in embarrassment, looking quickly back as she had heard him groan feeling as he had moved to pull her harder into him, holding her tightly.

  “Do not be embarrassed” he had muttered softly against her head.

  “That is nothing to be ashamed of, in fact it is something to be proud of, and certainly not something that you should first experience in a dark cave” his voice more playful as he had added “which smells of fish”.

  Standing up he had pulled her up beside him.

  “Let’s catch up with them” Sam smiling back at him seeing the gentleness in his look, nodding in agreement as they had slid back into the cold water.

  The rest of the day had passed in a blissful daze for Sam. When they had returned Philippe h
ad disappeared into the galley with Bella insisting on helping as he had declared his intention to cook lunch. During this time the other four had fished off the side of the boat, Samantha chuckling as he had refused to put a hook on the end of the line insisting that they might hurt the fish, Sam declaring that she would find a surgeon fish if any were, the two laughing together as they had found more and more ridiculous named fish with connection to medicine including Dante’s nurse shark.

  Finally however, it had been time to leave, Sam and Dante once more moving to the cabin as she had again helped steer the boat, this time snuggling harder into him, feeling as his arms had wrapped around her, his cheek against hers as the two had talked the whole way back to the harbour.

  When the group had finally disembarked it had been late. After making their way back through the cobbled streets to their villa Dante and Philippe had dragged Bella and Sam to the side as Kate had given a confused Thomas a quick kiss on the cheek before moving into the villa, the others looking at him with sympathy as he had realised that she had just ditched him. With a small smile he had thanked the other two men for the day, before shuffling down the street; his shoulders slumped with his expectations for that evening dashed.

  Dante had pulled her into his arms, dropping a soft kiss onto the end of her nose.

  “I have had a wonderful day Samantha” his eyes smiling, as she had nodded back.

  “It ranks as the best of the holiday” she had chuckled back, seeing him grin down at her, his hand moving to cup her cheek, his thumb gently gliding along her lips sending instant jolts of awareness through Sam.

  “Philippe and I have to take the boat back to its permanent dock” he had said softly.

  “And tomorrow, we have to go to the mainland on business”.

  “I understand” Sam had muttered, Dante Seeing the look of disappointment cross her face, as she had given a shaky smile, the smile widening as he had chuckled softly.

  “So..........I was wondering if you would meet me for dinner tomorrow night?”

  Sam nodding fervently, her eyes shining brightly

  “I would love to” she had breathed as he had flashed her another grin, before dropping his head to kiss her soft luscious lips, both once more losing themselves in the other, her arms flying around his neck pushing herself hard against him, once more feeling as he had held her so firmly in his arms. It was only the soft cough of Bella that had pulled the two apart, both looking at each other with eyes full of the passion they shared, before they had broken apart, Sam looking sheepishly at her friend.

  “Well good-night ....see you tomorrow night “she had said waving as she and Bella had moved into the villa, both girls hugging each other as the door had closed behind them.

  “He is so gorgeous” Bella had cried out her hands moving to her heart as she had playfully batted her eyelids, making the other two girls laugh. Kate had looked at Sam, her voice full of innuendo.

  “But what about our Sam?” she had chuckled.

  “Cute, young and loaded...good job” Sam brushing off the comment as she had replied haughtily

  “He is sweet”.

  Both of the other girls making kissy faces as they had all giggled together, Sam laughing with them.

  Having taken the boat back and wished Philippe a good night, Dante Durant had walked to the outskirts of the village moving into his car which was parked in the area overlooking the bay. Driving to his home, he had frowned. The day had been a good one, Samantha being the main reason. She was smart, funny and incredibly sweet, Dante frowning, his resolve wavering. He had not been surprised to discover that she was a virgin, but having it confirmed had created conflicting emotions within him. When he had began his quest, he had assumed that she would be very much like her father or mother, but she was an innocent, completely without guile or falseness, her openness and honesty surprising even him, and for the first time he had questioned his course of action.

  As he had pulled up in the driveway, other thoughts had filled his head. Her father was a master manipulator and her mother notorious for her seductions, Dante feeling once more as even just the thought of those large green eyes had sent tremors through him. The memory of how she had looked in the bikini not helping, as he had known that he wanted Samantha Trey. His mouth had set in a determined line as he had told himself that nobody was as good as she portrayed herself to be, and that the blood running through her veins made her no better than her parents. Once more content that he was doing the right thing he had ignored the little voice of disquiet at the back of his mind

  Chapter Two

  The next evening Sam had stood before her friends. All three girls were dressed for the evening, Bella and Kate planning to have dinner at a local restaurant before once more hitting the disco.

  “How do I look?” she had questioned her eyes unsure of the dress she wore, as the other two girls had groaned.

  “You look stunning Sam” they had laughed.

  “Just as stunning as you did in the other gazillion dresses you tried on”.

  Frowning, not sure, she had looked over at the wardrobe.

  “Maybe I should just try on one more” she had mumbled, as Kate had finally stepped closer.

  “No....no more changes” she had chuckled.

  “He will be here any minute...and you don’t want to be getting ready do you?”

  Sam grinning back, shaking her head

  “Guess not”.

  Jumping as the doorbell had rang, her hands flying to her mouth, eyes shining as she had held back the nervous laugh

  “He’s here, he’s here” she had whispered, flitting from foot to foot in excitement. The other two girls looking at each other rolling their eyes

  “Then maybe you should let him in” Bella had exclaimed, her voice full of laughter as Sam had stopped, giving them a surprised “oh yes” look before moving over to the door.

  Dante had felt his mouth go dry as she had opened the door. Normally she wore her long hair up, but now it lay against her wonderful body, the auburn tendrils catching the light and making her porcelain skin shine even more luminescent, her eyes even larger in her small face. She wore an aqua dress which clung to every wonderful curve, and he could only stare at her.

  Sam in turn had stared back, her eyes feasting on how handsome he looked. Dressed in a pair of black chinos and a dress shirt he looked even more gorgeous than the previous day, both of them admiring the other before he had seemed to shake himself together.

  “Samantha, you look beautiful” he had said gently, moving to hand her the single rose, as she had shyly smiled back at him.

  “So do you” she had replied before giving a small laugh.

  “Well I don’t mean beautiful, I mean... I mean you look...nice” she had stammered nervously, making Dante chuckle softly, as he had moved backwards for her to exit, taking her arm. Giving the other girls a friendly wave and wishing them a good evening, he had led Sam down one of the cobbled streets, as she had excitedly asked where they were going.

  “I thought if it is OK with you, that we might have dinner alone at my house”.

  Sam had looked over at him in surprise.

  “You cooked?” she had cried out in surprise, seeing as his mouth had twitched at her obvious disbelief in his culinary abilities.

  “No......My housekeeper did” he had laughed, before giving her a mock hurt look.

  “But I could probably manage something fairly edible. I just like you too much to do that to you”.

  Sam had felt the warmth once more fill her, before she had frowned.

  “You have a housekeeper?” seeing as he had nodded, Dante surprised to once more see the look of apprehension fill her eyes.

  Reaching his car he had pulled open the passenger door of the top of the range sports car, Sam looking at him warily, her eyes taking in the expensive vehicle, her mind racing as she had slid into the leather seat.

  “Dante, may I ask you something personal?” she had asked, he smiling at t
he same question he had used the previous day being directed back at him.

  “Of course” he had grinned surprised to see concern on her lovely face.

  “Philippe said that you work abroad...so this isn’t your main home is it?” she had asked gently, seeing as his eyes had opened in surprise.

  “Not exactly” he had replied firing up the car and manoeuvring it out of the village. She had sat silently waiting for him to expand.